A Breath Of Fresh Air

<The Bucket List> Prologue

<The Bucket List> Prologue
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Third Person's POV

BANG. BANG. BANG.

"NO!! PLEASE, DON'T HURT MY BABY!! I beg of you Merci, Merc-,"

BANG. BANG.

Thud. Celia Grace Grante's body fell to the floor of Grannies Green Groceries, a hole in between her eyes, and one in her left shoulder.

"Anyone else wanna say something? All I came here for was the money, but it seems like I'm gonna have to get violent."

Already, several bodies were lining the floor, but when Celia's body hit the ground, seven year old Alessandra, was more scared then ever.

So she did the only thing she could think of, and cried. She cried, and cried, and CRIED. She cried so much, and so hard, that she made everyone else start crying. All the while the gunman was rubbing at his temple with the tip of his gun. Any harder and would've probably rubbed a hole in the ski mask he was wearing.

"Alright, alright, alright. Shut up! SHUT UP! SOMEONE SHUT THE KID THE FUCK UP BEFORE I BLOW OFF HER FUCKING HEAD!!"

17 year old, Alma Boyd, Allesandra's current babysitter, offered to do the job with one request.

"Stop yelling at her. Please," was her desperate attempt.

"Don't tell me SHIT! Just shut the kid up or I'll kill both of you. Got it?"

Alma nodded, whimpering.

At that time, the phone rang. Nobody moved a muscle. Sirens could be heard, just outside.

"Sir, this is Police Chief, Sargent Oswald Oberman. I'm asking you nicely to please answer the phone. We want to try and help you, but we can't do that unless you talk to us. So answer the phone. Or at least let us know that your hostages are alive, and none of them are hurt."

The gunman was shaking. "Who the hell called the cops?"

Bang.

One more body now littered the floor.

"Nobody move! I'm gonna answer the goddamn phone, if anyone tries ANYTHING all the kids get it!"

The gunman picked up he phone, pointing his lethal weapon at everybody. Molly Oberman, who had a trembling 9 year old Max Oberman in her arms, and was also carrying a unborn baby, took her water bottle, mad sure the sadistic man wasn't watching, and then poured it over herself.

Grunting in 'pain', she called out extra loud, "Sir?! MY WATER BROKE! I REPEAT, MY WATER BROKE!"

It all happened so fast, if you blinked, you would've missed it.

BANG. BAANNG. BANG. BANG.

Allesandra managed to see glass break and propel themselves forward, just to latch themselves onto some part f the gunman's body, tragically killing him, but not before he shot Molly Oberman.

The last thing Allesandra saw, was a hysterical Max, a sobbing Sargent Oberman, and her own dad standing there in his blue, now bloodstained scrubs.

Then everything went black.

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